O'side

Sunflower seeds I was spitting

Back when I lived in O'side

Always felt like I was missing

A sinner that lived inside

And nothing but good intentions

That's what my momma taught

Growing up in deep religion

Wasted the time I bought

Oh Oh

Yeah

What would you tell a blind-man

Sipping on some poison labeled faith?

No trace of individuality

That was left upon his face

Get it funky now

Took my brothers surf board

Then I rode west down to the beach

Punched these waves again

To the point where I cant breathe

Got to find a reason yeah

A reason things went wrong

Got to find a reason why my moneys all gone

Yeah!